I see...
A vacuum..
that is begging to be brought upstairs..
to clean.
A toy..
That needs to be..
put away.
A bottle..
to wash.
Makeup..
that mysteriously..
ended up on the windowsill..
that needs to be put away..
Plus a kitchen to clean..
Floors to wash...
Playroom to be picked up..
What am I doing sitting on the couch then, huh?
Well I am glad you asked.
(even though you didn't have to use that tone of voice)
I am holding this little angel..
while he naps..
I think it is the best use of my time..
Remeber I use to have this hanging on the wall..They will grow up and leave home to much of my sorrow.... and then they give you precious granbabies.... But I still miss them...
ReplyDeleteThe cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,
For children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep."